Tearful the Sky

Tearful the sky
lets it all go.

Black cloth wrapped around
mirrors
I drink bitters
want to digest
something.

Raven descends
cover my grieving with your
black wings,
I beg you.

Wrap me up
tightly
in protection so I can be
stripped naked,
souls can release
their embrace.

My heart is an empty bucket suspended
on a string.
Lowered slowly into
the well,
waiting,
for the mystery
to slide in.